I wrote a song today. It is very sad. That's so typical of me.
I went to The Rio tonight to watch my drummer's Dad's band play, because they've come to our shows. And they had us up to perform. Me and Kenny performed "Living On A Prayer" (the slow version), that Irish song I learned for St. Patricks Day (it's actually called "The Rose Pipe-Set"), and "Thirteen" by ourselves. With their band we did a typical easy-song set list, including "Dreams," "Hit Me With Your Best Shot," "Wild Nights," "Brown-Eyed Girl," "I'll Be There For You," and "Sweet Home Alabama."
Tomorrow, like I said, I have a meeting with about a web site, and I have to go to Sandpoint with Mom to do her grocery shopping.
I need to get some projects finished up this weekend, hopefully.
